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Feb 2020
Love doesn’t exist.
I will never let myself believe that
Time truly heals.
I repeat my mantra:
True love is a ****** myth.
It is a falsehood that
Compassion is all you need.
The truth is
Hate is what rules the world.
I will never say
That hope emerges in our trials.
I am convinced
Life is a plane on downward trajectory.
Or
All light that once existed is snuffed out,
It is an absolute deceit that
I can chase my dreams, so they become reality.
Now read it backwards, people! (Not word by word, if you didn’t know.)
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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